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“What the HELL is going on in here? Kitty!”

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KITTY

Having a parent walk in on you having sex was anyone’s worst nightmare. Having your Mom walk in on you when you’re mid-orgasm spread out on the dressing room stage somehow transcended all of that and became the single most horrifically embarrassing moment of my entire life.

One second, I was in the throes of pleasure, lost to the talent of Rook’s tongue and then next, I was scrambling about on the floor for my clothes while Rook did his best to keep me covered.

My Mom was furious, but what stung the most was her unwillingness to listen to a single thing I said.

“I can’t believe this, I can’t believe this! What kind of man are you? We trusted you, do you understand? We trusted you to keep our daughter safe and instead, you’re in there defiling her? What kind of monster are you?”

She screamed so loud that some of her words didn’t even sound like words anymore. I offered a rapid apology to Hilda, who seemed much more amused about the situation, then ran outside after my mother as she was striding toward the car still cursing out Rook with every breath.

“You will take me home only because I don’t want to call another car here, but consider yourself lucky that I don’t callthe police! When Samuel is done with you, you might end up begging for the police!”

“Mom!” I yelled, following her into the car since she refused to stop for even a second. “What are you talking about? No one is calling the police. Rook didn’t do anything wrong!”

“Don’t be so ridiculous, Kitty,” Mom snapped. “I know what I saw. He had you on the floor and you were… disgusting, I tell you. I am so disgusted we ever let you walk through the door!”

Rook remained silent as he drove. I suspected he understood that it was the wisest choice right now because my mother would immediately overrule anything he tried to say.

“He wasn’t doing anything wrong! Mom, I’m an adult. I have sex! Sure, we shouldn’t have been doing it in the dressing room, but are you going to sit there and tell me you and Dad never gave in to any urges?”

My stomach flipped slightly thinking about it and I shuddered, then forced the sensation down. No matter how humiliated or embarrassed I was, I knew it was going to get ten times worse when Dad found out.

“Don’t talk to me about that!” Mom yelled. “You’re missing the point. He is supposed to take care of you. No wonder Samuel was so quick to fire you, Rook. He must have known you were taking advantage of our daughter!”

“Mom, no!”

I was no use. Nothing I said got through to her. She just kept talking louder and louder to the point that I had to stop arguing with her just so she wouldn’t leave my ears ringing from her screaming.

This couldn’t be happening.

Rook attempted to speak to her after we pulled up to the manor, but Mom was quick to tell him that if he ever spoke to her, or any one of us, ever again, she would have him locked up. Given the power my parents held, Rook could say nothing tofight that. All I could do was flash him an extremely apologetic look as my mother dragged me into the manor.

Rook was stopped at the door by guards and told to vacate the premises immediately. That was the last I saw of him. Mom dragged me to the study and shoved me inside, then the door slammed, and the lock clicked into place.

“Stay there until I get your father!”

Never had I seen Mom so angry. She was always the gentle one, the more understanding one, but something about this had made her explode so much and I couldn’t work out why.

My chest ached as my heart had been racing ever since she burst in on me and Rook. An ache squeezed through my temple, so I dropped into the nearest chair and rested my head in my hands.

Fuck.Fuck.

Pulling out my phone, I quickly sent a text to Melanie telling her everything had exploded, then I opened up my messages to Rook. Sadly, nothing I could think of at the moment sounded good enough. Was there anything I could say that could make this right? Would he stand by me through it, or would he see this as too much of a hassle?

Plus… I was pregnant.

Straightening up, I placed one hand on my abdomen and stared down. How could there be a baby growing inside me? I was due my period any day now, but my cycle had never been regular. I hadn’t used protection with Rook because I was on the pill, but the hospital wouldn’t lie.

I had his baby inside me. A tiny mix of the two of us.

Raised voices drifted through the locked door. I tried to regulate my breathing and think of what to say to my father when he inevitably came to see me, but I had nothing.

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